That's your vagina. No one goes out and burns it
so howd the 'mom i only play with condoms' conversation go?
we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
there was a trapeze. enough said
he started fingering my stomach rolls instead of my vag... am i really that fat?
It's a Lindsey's Going to Jail Theme party.
I just negotiated a blow job for an interview.
we agreed that it was acceptable to get the cat high as long as we gave her a lot of food.
If you're wondering about the pepper everywhere its for the ants and it was my doings. They hate pepper. You're welcome.
Yeah but then he looked at me bleeding on the floor, said oh i guess you need to go to the hospital now, and left
I'm all set for mothers day, I let her beat me in beer pong.
My vagina needs a break, I had to ice it with a beer bottle last night.
Look fucker, my sensibility and attention to detail is the ONLY REASON you're not dead now
Stranded. In bathroom stall. No toilet paper. I repeat NO TOILET PAPER! Assistance needed asap. GO! GO! GO!
I need advice on ways to politely say “fuck you on your way to hell”.
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